This is a song about "South going zax"

Make that so called career you got head down south

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Or reach the nunz bitch cuzz we in the south

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

I'm on the british south east coast mate

South side we on this shit

Razor grips, laser spit

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

South cal, we runnin' this rap shit

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

We all need to grow up, don’t matter east, west, north, south

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

I'm reppin' my presence like pleasantness from north to south

No patience never waitin condo in south cali no she bankin'

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion